In the summer of their 14th year
that warm endless summer in Cherryland Park
his steely blue jeans melted
against her soft brown corduroys like hot metal magma
pushing her hard into the fresh cut grass
exciting her allergies
causing welts up and down her naked suntanned arms
Red lacerations, later to be explained away with
I dont knows
Absentmindedly itching the swelling cross-hatching's
until they bled
all the while thinking
of his tongue
and how cold it felt in her mouth
This is a daily exploration of creative energy. We post every other day "in response" to each other.
Thursday, February 13, 2014
14th Year in Cherryland
Labels:
allergies,
summertime,
tongue

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